I have a new obsession, so don’t mind me losing my mind over Wenko again
“Feeling a little flustered, kitten?” Yoko smirked evilly, her eyes darkened with lust as she cornered the small goth against the stone pillar holding up the tall ceiling of the Nightshades hidden library.
Said goth was staring wide-eyed up at the vampire, the taller girl’s eyes uncovered in this room where the sun couldn’t burn them, and Wednesday’s face was burning instead, a little splash of red across her pale skin from the vulnerable position she found herself in, and who specifically had her in it.
Wednesday swallowed harshly and tried to speak, but all that came out was a tiny squeak, and she blushed brighter at the low chuckle that erupted from deep in Yoko’s chest.
Suddenly, the vampire pulled away and Wednesday just barely caught the whine in her throat from coming out as she did. Yoko dug through her uniform pocket and pulled out a metal box and opened it to reveal a pack of cigarettes, holding it up to Wednesday in an offer, “You smoke, pretty girl?”
Wednesday wasn’t sure she was able to blush any brighter, and maybe she wasn’t, she couldn’t exactly check her own face at the moment, but she certainly felt her face get hotter at the pet name. But she managed to push through it and stuttered, “Y- yes. I do.”
Yoko really couldn’t wipe the smirk off her face if she wanted to, and she truly didn’t, as she could see plainly the teasing affect it had on the girl and well, Yoko was nothing if not the biggest tease on earth. Instead, she continued her little game with the adorably shy girl in front of her, “Good. You got a light?”
Wednesday nodded, but took a second to catch up, finally reaching inside her coat and pulling out her favorite lighter, gifted to her by her father, and held it out to Yoko. The taller girl took it carefully, noticing the way Wednesday held it preciously. The girls traded, Yoko offering a cigarette to Wednesday in return, who took it and waited patiently.
Yoko never broke eye contact with the seer as she held the cigarette in her mouth and lit it up, puffing at it once and blowing out smoke in a show that made Wednesday’s knees weak and whimper quietly, though it didn’t quite matter as the other girl heard it nonetheless, and chuckled once again. As Yoko gave the lighter back to Wednesday, she continued puffing away at her cigarette, shamelessly dragging her eyes up and down the goth’s body. Wednesday mirrored Yoko and lit her own cigarette before hiding her lighter away again and blowing out a puff of smoke away from the girl.
“Do you smoke often? Or am I just that special?” Wednesday asked with a playful snark in her voice, hoping to regain some ground in their game. Unfortunately, it doesn’t quite work in her favor.
Yoko blew out more smoke and laughed, “Oh, don’t worry, kitten. You are definitely… special. Especially to me.” Yoko smirks and approaches Wednesday slowly, stalking closer to her in a way that both scared and aroused the seer, making her back up until she was once again cornered against the same pillar. “You… my precious, little kitten… are very, very special to me. And you are entirely mine, aren’t you? Say it.”
Wednesday swallowed harshly once again, her eyes even wider than before as she squeaked out, “Y- yours… all yours.”
(I hate cigarette smoke, it smells horrible and it makes me cough near uncontrollably. But women smoking is unbelievably hot oml)
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